To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 315 There is a little bit of envy

  Luo Ying's tears stopped suddenly, and even her sadness was instantly reduced: "Sanmei, you...you must not be like this..."

   Do you raise noodles like Sanmei?

   She couldn't imagine such a thing at all.

  Luo Yue took Luo Ying's hand: "Eldest sister, I think what the third sister said makes sense—"

   "Fourth Sister!" Luo Ying and Luo Qing were both shocked.

  Luo Yue wondered: "What's wrong?"

  Luo Ying forgot about the rest of her grief, instead she held Luo Yue's hand and said solemnly: "Fourth sister, everyone has their own way of life, what suits third sister may not necessarily suit you..."

  You can’t follow Sanmei’s example of raising noodle heads.

  Luo Qing was even more worried. She had some difficult words to say in front of Luo Sheng, so she made up her mind to go back and teach her little sister well.

   "Third Sister, thank you very much for today, I want to go back to my room and rest for a while." Luo Ying strongly thanked you.

   "Sister, go and rest." Luo Sheng said in a gentle tone, "Leave the papers related to the divorce with me for the time being, and take care of those shoes and socks, eldest sister."

  Luo Ying nodded, walked around the screen and walked to the table.

   On the table are quietly placed clothes, hats, shoes and socks, all made by her stitch by stitch.

  Luo Ying brushed these objects with her hand, her expression complicated and unspeakable, and finally withdrew her hand slowly, and said softly, "Just throw it away."

   After finishing speaking, let’s walk away quickly.

  Luo Qing and Luo Yue glanced at each other, and couldn't help looking at Luo Sheng.

   "I think the eldest sister needs to be quiet today. The second sister and the fourth sister should not go there for the time being. Give her some time alone."

  The two sisters nodded.

  Out of the flower hall, Luo Qing gave Luo Yue a tug, and said seriously: "Fourth sister, your recent thoughts are a bit dangerous."

   "Thoughts?" Luo Yue didn't realize it for a while.

  Luo Qing lowered her voice: "Fourth Sister, don't you feel envious of Third Sister Raising Noodles?"

  Luo Yue blinked: "Can't you be secretly envious? The third sister wants to raise noodles and geese, but if she doesn't like it, she can raise other things. She lives happily and recklessly. Who doesn't envy her?

  Luo Qing froze.

   Actually felt that what Simei said made a little sense.

   No, she can't be misled by Fourth Sister!

   Adjusting her mentality, the second girl returned to a serious expression: "You can't think like this, the third sister is the daughter that my father loves the most, and my father will solve those troubles for the third sister, but he won't do this for us—"

  Luo Yue chuckled: "Second sister, don't worry about it, I still understand this."

  She was only secretly envious, but never thought of living like the third sister.

  In this world, there is only one girl Luo who flirts wildly.

   Fortunately, this wanton girl Luo is her elder sister, so when the Tao family bullies come to her door, she can close the door and beat the dog, instead of wronging her own people because of those **** rules.

  Luo Yue stopped to look back, glanced at the yard she left, and raised the corners of her lips slightly.

  Luo Sheng was still in the flower hall, lazily calling Kouer.

   "What's your order, Miss?" Kerr thought about the red beans she sent off, feeling a little lost.

  She is obviously better at talking than Hongdou, and the girl is partial.

   "Pay more attention to the eldest girl these days. If someone asks the eldest girl out, report it in time."

   "Don't worry, girl, the servant girl must keep an eye on her."

   Hongdou cannot sit alone in the seat of the first maid, she is not bad at all.

  Sister Hongdou, who was secretly jealous of Kouer, sent Mrs. Tao outside the gate, and said with a cold face, "Mrs. Tao, go slowly."

   Madam Tao boarded the carriage with a blank expression.

  Hong Dou spat in the direction the carriage was leaving: "Bah, what a mess!"

   Mrs. Tao, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't see all this, and she felt a kind of relaxation when the dust settled.

  In any case, this bad marriage finally came to an end.

  Although the reasons for that shit's resignation were put on paper, as that stinky girl said, she won't make it public on the emperor's list, it's just to give the other party a comfort.

  The most important thing is being able to retire.

   As for the dowry—Madam Tao sighed.

  Because it is a marriage with the head raised, in order to show the sincerity of the Tao family, the dowry is much heavier than usual.

   But there is no way, the man has to give up the dowry if he voluntarily withdraws from the engagement, this is the rule of the world.

  The right is to eliminate the disaster.

   Madam Tao thought so, and got out of the carriage briskly.

   Tao Mansion has arrived.

   "Mrs. Tao, you see that the matter is over, and the little lady will go back." The matchmaker laughed.

  Ms. Tao saw the face of the matchmaker, and immediately remembered that Luo Sheng regarded the matchmaker as her business, and the mood that had been relieved just now suddenly turned bad.

  She knew that the little **** did it on purpose, but she was still angry, and she didn't want to see the face of the matchmaker again.

   "Thanks for your hard work." Mrs. Tao said calmly.

  The matchmaker waited, but she didn't see Mrs. Tao intending to give money, so she left disappointed.

   When she got to a place where no one was around, the matchmaker curled her lips and muttered, "It's crazy that you can't get back the dowry, and you can't even give some hard-earned money."

  Although she didn't do much, she was running errands after all, and she could earn some money by going to the matchmaker at this time.

  But—the matchmaker raised her hand and touched the creases on her face, feeling better again.

  Being recognized as a noble lady can be regarded as recovering a little loss.

   Mrs. Tao returned to the house and told her mother-in-law: "Send someone to the yamen to tell the master that what needs to be done today is done."

  Master is still concerned, but it's not easy to show up.

  The mother-in-law took the order and left.

  A maid served tea, Madam Tao took it and took a sip, still feeling a little uncomfortable.

  Even though she divorced her marriage smoothly, the humiliation she received in the Luo Mansion is still vivid in her mind, how can she swallow this breath for a while.

  She waited for the day when Luo's family was ruined, and when that stinky girl was sold or sent to the Jiaofang Division, she said that she had no choice but to give it away.

   Before finishing a cup of tea, a young man of eighteen or nineteen walked in.

   "Why is Da Lang here?" Seeing that it was the eldest son, Mrs. Tao couldn't help showing a gentle smile.

  This year, Qiu Wei's eldest son is listed on the list, and he is already a juror. If he is in high school in the spring, the storm of resignation will pass, and he will find a good marriage for the eldest son.

  Such young scholars are rare.

  Looking at her outstanding son, Mrs. Tao felt slightly less depressed.

   "Mother, you went to the Luo Mansion to retire?"

   "En." Hearing the eldest son mention this, Madam Tao couldn't help frowning.

   The divorce was discussed between her and the master, but she has not told her son yet.

  Master Tao turned pale: "Why didn't you tell me?"

  Madam Tao took a sip of her tea, and said in a calm tone, "You study hard and prepare for the battle of Chunwei, what are you worrying about?"

   "Retired?" Mr. Tao asked with a pale face.

"Return."

  Master Tao took a step back, his face became even more ugly: "The marriage that has been settled for several years has suddenly withdrawn, you, you should say something to your son!"

   "Da Lang, don't you know about the Luo Mansion?"

   "Son knows, but—"

   Mrs. Tao's face turned cold: "It's nothing. You should recognize the second son Lin, who is famous and famous. Think carefully about why he can't be an official."

  Thanks to Mo Qianyanshang for donating 10,000 coins, and to everyone who tipped and voted. See you tomorrow.

  (end of this chapter)